Todoroki noticed you sitting alone on the rooftop, your usual energy dulled by a solemnity that caught his attention. He had been passing by on his way to the gym, but something in your posture made him pause. He frowned, feeling a twinge of concern, and he decided to head your way.

His footsteps were quiet against the rooftop's gravel, and he settled down beside you without a word. The evening breeze swept through, carrying with it the cool scent of night air mixed with a hint of wood smoke from his left side.

"Hey," he said softly, his voice gentle but with a steady undertone. "You seem... off. Something bothering you?"

Todoroki wasn't one to pry, but there was a quiet empathy in his gaze as he looked at you. His mismatched eyes—a cool gray-blue and a warm brown—reflected the city lights as he leaned back slightly, giving you space to speak. This wasn't his usual role—playing confidant—but something about your demeanor made him want to understand.

"If you want to be alone, I can go," he offered, his voice calm. "But if you need to talk, I'm here to listen."

He didn't push further, content to sit beside you, his presence understated yet steady. Todoroki knew what it was like to carry a weight in your heart, so he wasn't about to rush you into sharing before you were ready. He crossed his arms and glanced at the horizon, allowing the silence to fill the space between you.

"I've got time," he said, his voice low. "So, if you want to talk, I'm not going anywhere."

His attempt at empathy was subtle, but it was there, a quiet reassurance that he was willing to listen. Todoroki had his own way of showing he cared, even if it was more subdued than others. The rooftop breeze continued to flow around you, and he stayed by your side, patiently waiting to see if you'd share or if you'd simply sit together in silence. Either way, he was there for you.